On the MMS, Jian Xiaodan carried a camera on his shoulders, a simple checked shirt, a pair of jeans, and a beige windbreaker outside, with ordinary ponytails, and his eyes crescent when he smiled at the camera.

Obviously, this is a photo obtained from someone else. Looking at the clothes, it is still when the weather is not too cold.

"Look at this one!" The man raised his hand and turned it over again. A total of two MMS messages came. If the first one can only tell that the small single is pretty good-looking, and the figure is blocked by the windbreaker, then Two photos are very feminine.

From the third perspective, the picture quality should be taken by someone else with a mobile phone.

Jian Xiaosing is wearing a dark green cheongsam, holding a goblet in one hand, and a half glass of red wine inside. It is gorgeously red. It is particularly attractive to reflect on her snow-white arms. The bumpy figure is appropriate. The cheongsam is not spread out. It is high, but because it is not high, the white legs are looming in the depths of the white legs. The **** that you want to see but can't see is the classic **** of cheongsam.

The dark green cheongsam can only be worn by people with white skin and good figure.

And these two points are simple and simple.

She is more of a kind of temperament required to wear cheongsam, classical temperament.

Side face, she looked at a middle-aged man with a smile in her mouth and eyes, her mouth was closed, her head held up slightly, her hair was on the plate, and a few strands fell down beside her ears.

This is a photo at the dinner party. To be precise, this is the photo of the dinner party with Gao Leng after Fujika was exposed that day. Although it is a side face, it can be taken from the front side of the face and the windbreaker. , Enough to find a simple one in the crowd at a glance.

"Oh, look at her waist..." One person swallowed his saliva. This side obviously tempted him. He raised his head and looked at Xingsheng's door with beaming eyes: "Why can't that guy come out? If this lady goes out at night, wouldn't it be necessary to wait till night!"

"Yes, grandpa, I don't want to wait for a minute. This lady got the car early, we'll get back later...can't get on, there are other ways to play..." The other person raised his eyebrows trivially, and everyone agreed. Laughed together, and then stared at the gate together.

They are waiting for someone.

Wait for the informant.

The Zhonghai branch is so large, crowded, and there are many interns. It is not difficult to find an informant who inquires about the information inside.

A few minutes later, a young man in a black sweater put on his hat, walked out quickly with his head down, looked around and got into the van directly.

"Brother Guang, how is it? Have you heard? Is this lady pretty?! Have you seen it?" As soon as he got on the car, everyone asked.

"I didn't see me." The man named Guangge shook his head as soon as he got in the car: "This man has been in the conference room for meetings. I have been squatting there for half an hour, and I haven't seen her come out."

Everyone felt sorry for a while.

"However, I bought a good clue." After a good meal in the car, the light brother turned out a pen and a piece of paper, drew on it, and said as he painted: "They are on the first floor. In the conference room, there are two bathrooms on the first floor, one of which turns left and right, and is near the back door."

During the conversation, a simple floor plan of the branch appeared on the paper. Among them, a bathroom was behind the four-story building of the branch, passing through a garden and near the back door.

"You mean, start here?" After taking a look, the leader shook his head: "Who would not go to the close bathroom, go far?" Then, he clicked on the location of the bathroom on the first floor in the plan.

Brother Guang smiled and pointed to the bathroom: "If she is going to the bathroom, it happens to be cleaning or repairing here?" Then, he unzipped the bag he was carrying, and there was a pile of red inside. Coins, he pointed to: "These several internal Yingke cost me tens of thousands."

"Then wait, we're better off than waiting for this lady to come out from get off work before doing it. We must come safely, if someone comes to pick her up when she is off work? It will be a lot of trouble."

...

Gao Leng opened his notebook, clicked on the map of Zhonghai City, and looked at it seriously.

He has used the unforgettable special function like a fish in water, just like photocopying. The entire map has been firmly remembered by him. He focused on remembering several old nests of the Blade Gang.

The east and the south are the places where Zhonghai City’s factories gather, and these places are often gang-infested areas. These two places have the lair of the Blade Gang, and the other is the downtown area, the bar area.

There are three places, which can be seen by discerning people. Of course, there must be other places that outsiders don't know. After all, they do a lot of unseen work.

After Gao Leng watched the area where the blade gang might appear, he moved the map to the government building. The terrain nearby was relatively simple. He remembered it silently.

What kind of power the opponent was, although he was the first to suspect that it was the Blade Gang, he was not sure about it.

"If I were from a government department, I would definitely have entrusted the blade to help..." Gao Leng said silently, and clicked on the government department's administrative personnel announcement form, and a series of officials on it were immediately before his eyes.

He checked it carefully.

Knowing yourself and the enemy can win every battle.

But a few minutes later, Gao Leng stood up, closed his notebook, touched his pocket, took out the USB flash drive that he had left under the sofa in Li Yifan's villa, hid it, and walked out.

In the U disk, there was a video of Donggang's delivery to the general warehouse that he secretly shot at night. This video is an internal reference, the only information that the person in black does not control, and it is top secret.

After going out, he walked directly to Mu Xiaolen's room and knocked on the door.

Xiao Leng ran over happily, and as soon as the door opened, he threw himself into his arms and arched, while the little witch behind him tilted her head and smiled at Gao Lengchai and said, "I am here to protect your wife. Well, don't worry."

Gao Leng reached out his hand and touched Xiao Leng's head, then walked to the little witch and touched the little witch's head. The little witch was protecting Mu Xiao Leng, and he was most relieved.

However, he didn't come here to look at Xiao Leng, he came to set the line.

"Xiao Leng, you are doing an internship at BV TV station, which teacher led you?" Gao Leng took Xiao Leng's hand, sat down, and asked.

"Mr. Hu, he is an old reporter of the BV TV station. Generally, he does not accept disciples. My dad specifically asks him to take me." Mu Xiaolen said seriously, holding Gao Leng's arm and instinctively leaning on him: "what happened?"

"This reporter is too old...no." Gao Leng shook his head when he heard it. After thinking about it, he suddenly remembered one person: "By the way, when we interviewed Xiao Yun for the first time, what was the name of the guy you worked with? Coming?"

"Oh, it's Zhou Zheng." Mu Xiaolen frowned when he mentioned this person.

Zhou Zheng, yes, it was this person. Gao Leng recalled carefully the case with Xiao Yun. When he met Jian Xiaodan at the first press conference, it was this man who pleased Jian Xiaodan before and after. He was a second-hand official. Generation, looked very unstable.

If it is unstable, then this person can be used, Gao Leng thought, and nodded.

"You call Zhou Zheng and reveal this information to him. You have to pretend to reveal it unintentionally." Gao Leng said, lowering his head and writing a line in the text message: "Just follow this."

Mu Xiao Leng took a look and opened her mouth wide in surprise. She stretched out her hand to encircle Gao Leng, and the corners of her mouth twitched, seeming a little scared.